The sporting events were over and the autumn gradually deepened.
I changed the clothes I was wearing to something thicker than ever. Still, I don't mind the time when the sun is shining, but it gets cooler as soon as the sun goes down.
Especially since many of this company's jobs are like using imps outside, clothes also have to be kept cold by work outside.
Celia, on the other hand, don't. Are you patient? I've been wearing highly exposed clothes.
"Celia, if you give up already and wear one extra...?
It's getting cold over here watching. Whatever you think, Serbian clothes (clothes or cloths) are for summer and do not survive autumn or winter. Because it's summer, it's not something that ordinary people can wear.
"As I've told you before, a low-exposure sacubus can even lead to a denial of the existence of a sacubus. So I can get on with it."
"But don't you have a cold...?
"Both Sacubas and Incubus are resistant to colds. Or shall I say that after a long time, only Sacubas and Incubus survived and prospered their offspring, even if they did not catch a cold"
I see. Even in human society, we're talking about there being an almost naked people even though it's a fairly cold area, and it may not be an impossible story.
Although, it doesn't change the way it looks cold.
"Look, Sacubas, who works in Wangdu, should also be working revealing his skin. Because you can't lose."
"But that kind of sacubus is basically in the building,"
Sacubus, who works in Wangdu, is, in other words, the people who work in that kind of shop. Nevertheless, I never really cared about the story that the Sacubus store was very expensive. It's not the kind of store where ordinary salaried people can get in.
"That's why you can't lose, uhh... haha, cum!
Serlia sneezed, so I rubbed that back.
"Look, is this getting a little muddy?
"Yes, thank you. Your husband is so sweet."
Every race has a race specific problem.
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After work that day, me and Celia were out shopping. Because it was just time to make the time sale around sundown.
By the way, I'm asking Mary to clean the room at that hour. I don't know what the hell I am asking a hell of a demon tribe to clean, but it's my family. That's a division of roles.
"Please, please, please. Tavern" Sleeping Cobra Pavilion, "opened -"
Walking down the castle, I was handing out flyers.
A tavern flyer would be reasonable to distribute at this hour.
"If you have this flyer, it's a free drink. Go ahead. Go ahead.
There are quite a crowd of people in the flyer. I wondered if it was that much of a talking shop, or if I was attracted to a free voice for a glass, but I generally figured out why.
The flyers are fairly exposed. Almost underwear......
Instead, they have wings, and I'm pretty sure that one looks like a succubus.
Speaking of which, there is also a high rate of men gathering. There is also the possibility that you mistake it for a suspicious store flyer.
"Oh, do you do it, and some Sacubas work part-time? That's tough."
"Even when it comes to sacubus, it's a thousand different things. Some of them have decided to live with abstinence."
Has the sacubus had many thoughts?
But thank you, you look familiar with that succubus. That Sinyon hairstyle, like I saw it somewhere......
"Ah, Franz, you! Me, me! It's Lydia! Oh, my God, you lived in this place!
"Mr. Lydia, Serria's sister!
I looked familiar and I knew nothing!
"Sister, why are you here in the human world?
Serlia speaks of natural doubt. Of course, Mr. Lydia should live in the demonic world.
"Uh-huh, it gets longer when I talk to you, but you wanted to test your potential."
It was an answer that didn't get the guidelines. I mean, what does that mean?
"It's time to finish this job, and we won't rendezvous later?
"So, sister, how about thirty minutes after the shopping?
This is how we joined Mr. Lydia and headed to my house. Ms Lydia said she'd like a drink nearby, but Mary was waiting for her at home.
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"Yeah, after all, Serbian food is delicious!
Mr. Lydia was delighted to have dinner. Hardly, I'm glad to be reunited with my sisters.
It just felt like Celia couldn't honestly be happy.
The question of Lydia's presence in the King's capital has not yet been solved.
Anyway, I've had a lot going on in the past with Celia's parents, and I can't help but fear that we'll be talking about bringing Celia back again. Even I'd be lying if I told you I wasn't on guard at all.
"So, sister, under what circumstances were you in Wang Du this time? Besides, that's how you worked."
Where the food was about half gone, Celia got to the point.
Speaking of which, you were handing out flyers. Then wasn't it the purpose of the meeting with Celia? Finally, the mystery deepens.
"There's nothing wrong with me saying it, promise me just one thing first"
Makes you look a little serious, Mr. Lydia.
"Never laugh. If you don't keep it, it's hot."
I was nodding naturally, too. Even without clapping, the person can be serious. Mary said the same thing, "I'm not laughing".
"There is no way I would mock your sister. Talk to me."
Now we have a contract.
"I'm looking for myself."
............... here comes the weird answer.
"So, when you're in the demonic world, you're too close to feeling it, and you don't even feel like you're looking for it at home, there's a lot going on, and you're here in the human world."
We certainly didn't laugh, but instead, it was pompous.
Looking for yourself...? I'm on my own to look for it, but why would that make me a flyer sprinkler in the king's capital?
"Oh, you look like what you're talking about... But no. I'll tell you more about what I'm looking for, so listen carefully, okay? Nice to meet you there!
After all, Mr. Lydia herself is very serious.